Stuck in between
I never meant to fall for him.
When I took the job at Mr. Grey’s mansion, I only wanted a quiet life. Clean, cook, keep my head down, and earn my money. Nothing more.
But then I met him.
Mr. Grey was nothing like I expected, he wasn’t cruel or careless like the rich men I’d heard about. He was calm, strong and Kind in a way that caught me off guard. The more I watched him, the more I wanted to understand him.
He rarely smiled, he kept his distance. But there was something in his silence, something gentle, something real. Slowly, I started to care. Then I started to feel something more.
And just when I thought I had figured out my heart, and started winning his
That was when his son, Adam, appeared. Bold, playful, and dangerously curious about me. The kind of man who likes trouble and causes it.
Now I’m caught between duty and desire. Between a man whose heart I’m starting to love and another who’s trying to pull me away from it.
This is my story. A story of quiet longing, forbidden feelings, and the one man who sees me like no one else.
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Chapter: chapter 8I pushed my chair back slightly, just enough to stop the movements beneath the table. My heart was pounding so loudly, I could barely hear my own thoughts. there were two feet from two different men touching me under the table, And not a single word from either of them. I didn’t dare look at them, my eyes were fixed on the half-eaten food on my plate. My appetite was gone, and it was replaced by a swirling storm of confusion, fear, and something else I didn’t want to name. What kind of game is this? Just in that moment, Mr. Grey’s voice broke through the silence, " Amara, is everything okay?. he sounded calm and collected like nothing was happening beneath the table. I looked up, startled. His gaze was steady and piercing. " yess sir," I managed to reply, with my voice being strained. Adam didn’t say a word, he just kept chewing. His jaw was tight, he didn’t even look in my direction. "You seem tense," Mr. Grey said, with his fork pausing mid-air. " is it st
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-23
Chapter: chapter 7 The meeting ended shortly after, and night fell quietly over the mansion. I made my way to the kitchen to prepare dinner, with my mind drifting back to the scene from earlier. When Adams said he was seeing someone else. I sighed. Why did I even care? I wasn’t here to care, I was here to survive. Somehow, I found myself starting to count my days. My salary would come at the end of the month. From what I’d heard, Mr. G
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Chapter: chapter 6Adam tried to go further, tugging at my clothes and trying to pull them down. Just then, something in me shifted. My mind snapped back to reality. This wasn’t right and this wasn’t me. “Stop,” I said, pushing his chest. but he didn’t stop. “Please…” My voice shook, I pushed harder, with my breath coming in short gasps. Finally, after several tries. he froze, then pulled his hand away from between my thighs. My whole body trembled, I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding, Then… I saw him raise his finger that had just been inside me to his lips and licked it. With this, my stomach flipped. My thighs clenched without warning, I hated how much my body still responded, even when my mind screamed no. “You’re so hot,” he whispered, almost like it was a compliment. I stepped back, pulling up and adjusting my clothes with shaky hands. “Please… stay away from me,” I said quietly. He watched me with a smug expression, and with his arms folded, like he wasn’t
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-06-28
Chapter: chapter 5The next morning, i woke up in Mr. Grey’s room. The first thing I saw was him getting dressed to go out. I quickly jumped out of bed, completely naked. My face turned red with shyness. He turned around and smiled at me. “You look good being naked,” he said softly. I smiled, still feeling shy. He walked closer and bent down a little. “I feel like sucking those perfect boobs of yours,” he said with a playful grin. “But I need to pick up my son from the airport. He’s coming home.” I was shocked, he has a son? I didn’t expect that. He didn’t look like the kind of man with kids. I just said, “Okay,” trying to hide my surprise. He moved back to the bed and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “You can go to your room now and start your work, I’ll see you later today.” After he left, I got an idea. I ran to his wardrobe and picked out one of his shirts, I quickly put it on to cover myself. It felt strange wearing his clothes, but I had to get out of his room before he
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Chapter: chapter 4Mr. Grey held me up and walked me to the chair in the corner of the room, then he made me sit on it. He took the ribbon from me and looked at me with a calm smile. “The game is about to begin,” he said softly and slowly as he tied the ribbon around my wrists, gently securing me to the chair. It wasn’t tight, just enough to hold me in place. He bent down to look into my eyes. “You’ll love this moment,” he said quietly, “and you’ll remember it forever.” Then he stood and walked out of the room. I sat there, wondering what he was planning. A few moments later, he returned carrying a small tray. On it was a block of ice, glistening in the soft light. I looked at him, curious and scared. He smiled again, with a gentle warmth in his eyes. Then he bent down in front of me once more, holding the ice carefully in his hand. Slowly, he moved the cold ice across my skin. Starting at my hands, then down my arms and legs. A shiver ran through me. I gasped softly at the strange co
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-06-28
Chapter: chapter 3The next morning. I woke up early, the sun was coming in through the window. It was soft and warm on my face, I blinked a few times. then sat up slowly. I could still feel the wetness of my cum around my thigh, a quiet reminder of last night. Even though I had cleaned it, it still lingered there. I stretched my arms and took a deep breath. My name is Amara, I’m twenty years old. This is my first real job, working as a maid in Mr. Grey’s house. He is much older than me, Maybe in his fifties. He has grey in his hair and always speaks in a calm voice. I got out of bed and washed my face, then I changed into my uniform and tied my hair back into a ponytail, ready to do my work. As I worked around the house, my mind kept going back to Mr. Grey. There is something about him I don't understand yet, something that makes my heart beat faster every time I think about him. And the way he handles me… it is irresistible. Just before lunch, one of his staff came to me and said Mr.
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